Carolina Mommy

Raw and real : The highlights of our day.  Trying to transition to 1 nap a day. It's a little rough.  Hubby pressure washed the house over the weekend. I wanted to add a little beauty to the clean. Picked up the flowers and soil and then used cans I had saved and some spray paint from who knows what still kicking around. Can't help but to keep looking at them. I love the colors! Working on an order. I love pink and grey together.  Someone thought they needed some color. I didn't agree! Almost clean. Summer is almost here.  If you look really closely you will see two black bugs (yes on the black shovel, but they are there). He was very proud of them! A clean shower. Well sort of. I can't get this clean for anything. Any tips/tricks would be greatly appreciated.  Seems we were productive. In many ways we were. School was worked on. Many projects completed. However there are dishes in the sink tonight and dirty floors throughout. But, I am grateful that so much was accompl

This was written January of 2014 Last night I baked cookies with my doodle.  My youngest girl, my sweet Sam.  I didn't do it because I wanted to.  I didn't do it because I had a hankering for something sweet.  I did it because I didn't want her to ask me anymore.  You see my oldest decided she wanted to make cookies for another Awana club on Sunday.  We got the chocolate chips.  Had her pull the ingredients down.  Showed her where the recipe was on the bag.  Told her to have fun, she was on her own.  This "was her thing".  The two oldest made cookies.  Sweet Sam was left out.  Since, my sweet doodle has been begging (at times whining) to make cookies, cause this Momma promised we would.  She was right.  I promised.  I didn't give an exact day or time.  I don't know how I will feel from one moment to the next with these crazy pregnancy hormones.  And honestly I kind of hoped she would forget. (HA!)  Well, last night was the night.  It actually went fair

31 days to clean! This is what I need. Day 1 was today. The task for the day, the kitchen. Dishes, Ugh! (My second least liked chore, actually third least behind trash and toilet) We recently switched up jobs and the new person responsible for dishes is still learning. This has created quite a back up this past weekend and lots of work for Momma.  So, it seems like a good day for  the kitchen. Well that is until this happened and we needed to make sure he would be okay.   (Dropped concrete block on it) And then errands that needed to be run for Daddy for business. And of course the usual: nursing baby, school with the girls, diapers, meals, baths and all that fun stuff.  And don't let me forget that I didn't realize that we were out of both dishwasher detergent and dish soap until after we were home from being out and about. We have just finished supper. I am waiting for hubby to get home from class and an impromptu trip to the store for said soa

It's in small moments that I miss you.  When I have one less phone call to make on Thanksgiving.  When I have an extra Christmas card.  When I am singing along to the radio to a song I have sung over and over again.   Today that song is different. Now it means more. Now it hits a heart string. Now it makes me tear.  Today you were no longer there. Today I knew that I would no longer hear "I Love You" from you. I don't think I will be able to watch one of my favored movies through to the end anymore, as "Amazing Grace" played on the bagpipes made me start sobbing. And surely it always will. It's in these small moments that I will always miss you. I love you and miss you Dad.

With each addition to our family, life seems to go by that much faster. The year did not slowly and quietly end for us. It seems that it was a string of events most of the year. April, sweet April.  We safely welcomed home our sweet Noah, with a delivery that I still praise God for. As well as six kid goats, two of which were bottle fed.  Nothing like figuring out a new family normal, while adding two goats in the picture.  But it was good, it was fun.  Our children learned. We all grew. My hubby had surgery mid-August. Minor, out-patient surgery.  At least that is what they call it, minor. Surgery is surgery and it all has risks.  It wasn't fun sitting in the waiting room with my man's ring on my finger, waiting (and waiting) for them to come tell me all was well.  But all was well, my man was good. God is good! Fall and Christmas brought fun, sorrow and blessings beyond what we could ever expect. Work slowed at my hubby's job at the end of September and

adverb : intentionally, deliberately, on purpose, purposefully, knowingly, wittingly, consciously, in full awareness Intentionally That is my word for 2015. A word that requires action. To live with intention; on purpose! To purposefully go about my days. No longer moving from one task to another just because it needs to be done. But to work towards an overall goal while doing those same tasks.   The goal with intention and purposeful living? To be purposeful in the role God has called me to. To be deliberate in sharing my faith. To be diligent in pouring over the scriptures. To be intentional when it comes to loving (RESPECTING) my husband.  To be purposeful in teaching my children and training them in righteousness. To make decisions according to knowledge, not flippantly or because that is what I am 'expected' to do. (Especially not because that is what I am expected to do.) To consciously create an atmosphere in our home that nurtures love, joy and contentment.    Here is t